This newsagent and deli on Grimston Street was as I recall a bread shop many years back. It had what can only be described as a minimalist approach to window dressing. If you were lucky there might be a lone can of Fanta or some such sitting alluringly in all that window space, the rest was bare. How they got any passing trade to enter was beyond me. Anyhow we now have lace curtains and it's selling all the essentials from ciggies to sarnies.
Monday, 5 August 2013
Sunday, 4 August 2013
Water rip-off
Once upon a time, long, long ago, water was supplied by philanthropic means through public fountains and cattle troughs like this one on High Street [ 1 ]. Nowadays, thanks to the bounty that is 'free market capitalism' we pay on average £368 per year for water and nearly a third of that goes as profit to the private equity firm that has swallowed up the water business in Yorkshire.
Saturday, 3 August 2013
Facade
Here's the new Trinity House School building on George Street. It may look new but it's basically a facelift of the old University of Lincoln building that I showed a while back, here. Amazing what cladding can do! The squat rectangular building on the right is new and seems to be striving to take dull to a new level.
Friday, 2 August 2013
Teeth replaced while you wait
This old style gold sign has been promoting this business for at least thirty years and probably much longer than that. It's on Jarratt Street should your gnashers ever need a repair.
Thursday, 1 August 2013
Wednesday, 31 July 2013
"Even the mud is beautiful." Yeah, right ...
Here, for completeness, is the view from the new swing bridge looking south towards Myton Bridge and the flood defence thingy.
I've heard of plays, films and books and so on being reviewed but never a bridge; that is until I came across a piece on the Guardian website reviewing the new Scale Lane Bridge. It's full of the usual meaningless reviewspeak phrases, "As well as being a place, it's an event ..."(?), "Scale Lane bridge is not just a way of getting from A to B, but something in itself. "(???) and the usual 'Hull is really a dump but we're not allowed to say so' comments, "Hull is the city whose misfortune is to sit on a word ladder between dull and hell, and whose associations with Philip Larkin and John Prescott link it to misery and unloveliness, most of which negativity is unfair."(Oh no it's not!) What is missing is any sense of the sheer ugliness of the thing, the massive waste of money and it's complete and utter uselessness apart from being a place to take pictures like this.
OK rant over.
Tuesday, 30 July 2013
Arctic Corsair
Here's another view of the old trawler Arctic Corsair moored, if that's the right word for a boat that's firmly stuck in the mud, by the museum quarter. This is taken from Hull's new swing bridge which has already acquired its own reputation for attracting ne'er-do-wells; some have been reported jumping into the river during hot weather. Personally I say leave them there, better drowned than duffers, if not duffers won't drown.
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